Name: Ozan
BJD: El CP Tan Limited , Dawn SOOM Eyes 16mm, L-021 Wig 1B LEEK
Age:
unknown Height: 1m97
Weight: massive shoulders, fairly slim
Character: Unknown ^^;;; ... he does not speak, do not speak, seems to be a mass of instinct
Likes: Naheed assumed because it protects
Dislikes: no idea, he will tell us the day he speak
History:
I do not think they would recommence
... But when I heard these screams that night, I understood immediately.
The Persian Empire was in its last throes before its final collapse, I knew it. I saw him ... for once
This immortality had at least given the power they had discerned in me in my lifetime, and many others ...
That night was repeated, the cries rang the day as a present. M'avouèrent they fear the end of their era, their "sect" and seek to replicate what their ancestors had done with me. Only this time everything balances failures, they used slaves to their infancy on immortality, knowledge had ended with the same slowness as the empire that has maintained and this those I had used had no more knowledge an apprentice alchemist. They fervently hoped
power given immortality has one of their number to continue that education through the ages, education partly forgotten ... and finally one day they arrived.
I had crossed before one who was entitled to a treatment of "favor," he was born a slave to a Turkish mother and had no more desire a newborn, but it was robust and healthy, without doubt due to his work as a mason and laborer. What has caused him survive and not others, no idea In any case, he gained the immortality, but not my strength nor my powers nor as strange as my ears ... apparently took their process was not perfect this time again but he survived and will continue to live together for centuries has Ozan come ....
And of course all proud of their success, they were eager to repeat their feat with one who was appointed to take their word. And he has also survived my regret ... was a stocky little man, adequate and pretentious, far from possessing the wisdom of him who brought me up or who has made me this life. And when I realized the fall of the empire did not release me from their presence, I came to hate him beyond reason.
Ozan was designated to remain a slave and he was to serve us both, me and this mage arrogant. We had to take the road before we see the great city surrender under the hooves of the cavalry of Alexander the Great ... I wanted to put me in his service, I felt a huge force in him and a fate too short for my taste. But with this warning galley behind me, my hands were tied and had to get away with regret that fate that attracted me.
.. One day I manage to get rid of him ... and I give a little will and revolt in this body chained to the skin matt ... Ozan, you become a man and your mother will be so happy and peaceful ... and mine too. Me too, one day I'd be my own master.
